Hearing the battalion commander's words, the soldiers around him were all exhausted, but they all nodded and admitted that the only imperfection was that there was too little ammunition.
After saving for so many days, they only had fifteen coins per battalion, which was not enough to fight several times.
If it's anything like the previous ones, I'm sure I'll have a blast this time.
Of course, the previous one was just painful and of no great use.
"Old Li, I heard that you have some skills in Sijiu City. Can you please take a walk? Our camp will use this kind of thunder from now on?"
The chief of staff took out a cigarette, lit it, clicked his lips, and looked at the silver-white missiles on the launcher beside him with fondness in his eyes.
This is definitely the best missile he has ever seen and used.
The battalion commander walked up to him, took the half-smoked cigarette, and took two puffs.
"If this were the case before, it would still be useful."
"But now, it can't be done."
The chief of staff was surprised and asked in a low voice, "Why, the one in your family has collapsed."
The battalion commander sighed, "Don't talk nonsense."
"I heard that the key engine here is made by Hongxing Machinery Factory. It is said that it cannot be made elsewhere."
"What does that matter? Let them continue doing it."
Chief of Staff to Hongxing Machinery Factory
"You don't understand, it's a big deal here."
The battalion commander was about to explain the situation of the Red Star Machinery Factory to him when he heard someone shouting from the side, "Battal Commander, there are two big guys over there!"
"It seems like we are turning a corner, battalion commander, they are trying to run away!"
"Do you want to shoot him down?"
Suddenly, the radar operator shouted to the battalion commander.
The battalion commander immediately picked up the telescope hanging around his neck and looked around. He saw two big planes maneuvering quickly. There were no other planes around. The one at the back was followed by two thunders.
Just looking at the height, it seems a bit high.
Moreover, the two planes were still climbing upwards, presumably to use their high speed and altitude to get rid of the missiles.
"Damn it, this guy is so big and can run so fast, how did he do it?"
"This is already Mach Three!"
The battalion commander murmured to himself, and the soldiers around him nodded immediately, "Yes, our Jing Lei's fastest speed has reached Mach 3. It's still hard to chase. If they can still run away, it must be Mach 3."
snap
Oops
The soldier covered the back of his head and looked at the battalion commander aggrievedly, but the battalion commander glared back, "What are you doing standing still? Lock them down quickly and don't let them escape."
"Radar, lock it for me. If anyone comes towards us in a moment, I'll shoot it down."
As soon as the battalion commander finished speaking, before the soldiers behind him ran over, they saw a silver-white missile suddenly rush out from above their heads, followed by another one.
"Oh, it's too late."
...
Enter Li Guang.
The moment the signal appeared, seven or eight silvery white lines surged out from the surrounding area and rushed towards the aircraft in the sky.
Then, the people who were shooting on the deck saw a scene that shocked them for life.
Lines of silver-white missiles chased the plane, accelerating and crashing into it.
Six aircraft were hit and exploded on the spot, and two more were affected by shrapnel, their wings were damaged, and they staggered away towards the edge of the battlefield.
But before he could run far, he was hit by another missile and exploded in the air!
Just when Zhang Wu opened his mouth in disbelief, two missiles flew out from above his head.
The thunder that jumped into the sky from the deck brought a white wave directly into the group of planes that were taking shelter, and the two planes were exploded into sparks.
Just over a minute.
Two more missiles were launched.
This is much faster than the last time we launched anti-ship missiles.
Little did he know that it was because of his slow response last time that Battalion Commander Li and the others lost a victory.
Of course I won't make a mistake this time.
Ten birds in the forest are worth less than one in the hand.
Hit him first.
After all eight missiles were shot out, the twenty planes flying over turned into sparks in the sky and scattered in the surrounding sea area.
The sky is clear.
Just when everyone was sighing, Zhang Wu saw the two big guys who were an eyesore and were trying to run back. However, they were right in front of the plane due to maneuvering to dodge.
This is an opportunity that must not be missed.
So he asked Battalion Commander Li to stop living and shoot out the last two coins.
swish
The sound that reappeared passed through the ears of the crew. Different from the whirring sound of the upstream anti-ship missiles, the sound of thunder was clearer, a bit like an eagle's cry.
In the air, two XB-70 bombers were trying to change direction.
Previously, due to their height advantage, their position was relatively high, and there were F104s around to help block the guns, so they were not attacked.
But as there were more and more sparks around, and fewer and fewer people around to block the gun, they found that their big body had become a target.
The missiles shining with dazzling white light in the sun are like killers, damn who are they targeting to kill!
Boom~~~
The XB-70 in front was directly hit in the belly by the missile, which instantly detonated the bomb in the cabin. The violent explosion blew the entire aircraft into pieces, and scattered shrapnel even shot into the aircraft next to it.
The other XB-70 bomber had no choice but to avoid the debris generated by the explosion and the missiles flying below.
At this moment, the faces of the four pilots on the entire plane were pale, and no one dared to say a word.
They are indeed flying the best aircraft, and the instructor even said that there are only two of them in the United States.
But what’s the use of a good airplane?
He didn't even have a weapon for self-defense, and his speed advantage was a joke in front of his opponent, the silver killer.
"Quickly, destroy the equipment and prepare to parachute!"
The driver looked pale and shouted loudly.
The bombardier behind him was also panicked. After hearing what he said, he hurriedly picked up the wrench on the side.
They originally thought that they could escape from the ground attack with the height and speed of the plane, but who would have thought that the other side would actually hide such a powerful weapon.
Not only does it hit high, it's also extremely fast.
So much so that they were locked by the missile before they could react.
At this time, it is a bit late to adjust such a large body.
However, as elite pilots, they made it clear when they got on the plane that if there was an accident, the plane would never fall into the hands of the other party.
Especially the advanced instruments on the plane must not fall into the hands of the enemy. Otherwise, even if you and others die, your family will suffer.
Just when the pilot shouted these words, the navigator next to him shouted loudly, "Be careful, missiles on the left front!"
The driver instantly saw a ball of flames coming from below!
The speed is too fast.
The response is too slow!
The sweat on the driver's face dripped down his helmet, and his face looked horrified.
Three seconds!
Only three seconds to react!
The sound fell and the driver had ejected.
The plane flew hundreds of meters diagonally and was hit by a missile.
Boom~~~
The bomb shattered the entire wing, and then the entire plane hit the sea like a bomb.
"Hahaha, good, good fight!"
Zhang Wu waved his fist, and Huang Bo ran over with a happy face.
"Ten of ten shots hit! Who dares to say that our Li Guang name is in vain this time!"
Huang Bo laughed, feeling that this fighting mode was more comfortable than before.
"Let's go celebrate for our hero!"
Zhang Wu walked out with a smile, and a group of staff behind him laughed. Then he looked at the fallen wreckage in front, and someone shouted, "Send a ship to capture the prisoners!"
...
In the sky, the F104 could no longer be seen. Several aircraft were flying in the distance and hovering in the sky, looking more like belated sweepers.
Below, umbrella flowers occasionally appeared, and the people below also looked depressed. They knew what was waiting for them after they fell.
It’s not that they don’t have weapons on them, they just have a pistol. What’s the use of it?
Oh, you can commit suicide and achieve your own wisdom.
But, that's not what elites like them should do.
They firmly believe that as long as their driving skills show value, the other party will not embarrass them.
In the headquarters, the old man was holding a glass of water with a smile, and a group of staff officers behind him were already hugging and excited, and some even sang songs, looking enthusiastic.
Looking at the broken wreckage on the sea in the distance, the old man suddenly thought of something.
"It's broken, it's broken, it's broken!"
After saying that three of them were broken, the chiefs of staff around him stepped forward. Before he could speak, the old man shouted, "Go and see if there are any planes that are in good condition. You must find them."
The chief of staff was stunned for a moment, and then asked in surprise, "Chief, what do you mean by a plane that is in good condition? It would be nice to have some scrap metal left in it."
The old man opened his mouth wide and smiled helplessly for a long time, "Damn it, I promised to give you the wreckage, what should I say now..."
"It's all these guys' fault. Why do they make this missile so good?"
Hearing this, the chief of staff rolled his eyes, it's no wonder he did it well.
After a while, both the old man and the chief of staff laughed.
"Let the scrap metal be scrapped. When the time comes, we will send them a railroad car, so that we won't be told that we broke our word."
The chief of staff looked at the old man and was speechless again.
No wonder this guy came from the same class as the guy from the 7th Machinery Department. As expected, he has an iron wall.
...
As night fell, in the Forty-Nine City, the old man with a Chinese character face listened to the report on the phone, smiled and slapped the table and shouted "Hello".
Finally, he hung up the phone and laughed on the spot. In his excitement, he couldn't help but shout, "Well done, well played."
"Now I'll see if they still dare to come."
With that said, he ran outside, he wanted to tell everyone the good news.
Seventh Machinery Department.
After Mr. Wang heard the news about the battle in Shanghai today, he has been waiting in the office. Mr. Qin in the office next to him was busy with other things, but he often stopped writing and listened quietly to the movement next door, as if waiting for news.
.
Ring ring ring
When the phone rang, Mr. Wang immediately picked it up and started asking questions inside.
After a while, Mr. Wang hung up the phone, the smile on his face even deepened by three points, and then he jumped up on the ground.
"Old money, old money, it's done, it's done."
In an instant, Mr. Wang rushed out of the office and rushed into Mr. Qian's house. He hadn't spoken yet, but his expression told Mr. Qian the result.
Mr. Qian put down his pencil, stood up and asked hurriedly, "Tell me, how is it, how is it?"
"Of more than a hundred planes, only one got out. Oh, Lao Zhang, it's true. Why can't they all stay?"
"Ha ha ha ha"
Speaking of this, Mr. Wang himself felt funny.
Mr. Qian's heart suddenly dropped.
This time, the chain finally didn’t fall off.
However, this thunder is too amazing.
"What about the data on the missiles?"
"Uh, I, I forgot to ask."
Mr. Wang calmed down his expression. He was just too happy and didn't seem to hear clearly, "But our Jing Lei must be in the limelight. Don't worry, I'll go and ask him right away."
As he spoke, Mr. Wang ran out again, but came back before returning to the office, "Old Qian, tell the machine factory that they should have a share of this credit."
Mr. Qian nodded, "Okay, I'll make a call right now."